"Hey, why?" As soon as he went in, the people waiting downstairs were not willing to go in. They had been waiting here for several days. The middle-aged man went in without a wooden card. It meant that there was one less person to go in today.
"Wait a minute," the middle-aged man said.
Creak. After that, the door was closed again.
"Hey."
"I know. He must have brought the medicine in," one of the people said.
"Brought the medicine?"
"Have you heard that the King Pharmacist has another rule?"
"What rule?"
"As long as you can bring the miracle medicine, the King Pharmacist will promise to do one thing within his power," one of the people said.
"I have heard of this rule, but the miracle medicine is not easy to find. The King Pharmacist has been a doctor for decades. He has seen all kinds of medicine. If you try to be lucky and make him unhappy, you don't have to come here to see a doctor in the future," another person said.
"Yes."
In the bamboo building, Han Zhigao saw the King Pharmacist of Miaojiang, who had been famous for decades in several provinces of Miaojiang.
He was a skinny man with black hair, thick eyebrows, bright eyes, and light golden skin.
"The King Pharmacist is said to be at least 70 years old. Why does he look like he is 40 or 50 years old?"
Although the King Pharmacist's name had been famous in Miaojiang for decades, there were not many people who had seen his real face. The last time Han Zhigao came with his second brother, they waited for 10 days. However, the King Pharmacist was in a bad mood and did not want to see a doctor. His brother's illness could not be delayed, so they went to see Wang Yao.
"Do you have the miracle medicine?" the King Pharmacist asked.
"Yes, it's me."
"Think carefully!"
"The last time someone used ordinary medicine to pretend to be a miracle medicine was three years ago. He vomited blood for a month when he went back," the man who brought him in said.
"Ah, there is a punishment!" Han Zhigao was stunned.
After hearing that, he suddenly felt a little scared. The medicine provided by Wang Yao was very magical in their eyes, but it might not be a big deal for the King Pharmacist in front of him. After all, the King Pharmacist had been famous for decades. He had seen all kinds of medicine.
If the King Pharmacist did not take the medicine seriously, he would be in trouble. If he had known this would happen, he would not have come.
At this time, it was too late to regret. He had to bite the bullet.
"Yes, yes, miracle medicine."
"Let me have a look," the old man said.
The middle-aged man took the box from Han Zhigao and opened it. After confirming that there was no danger, he placed the box in front of the old man.
The old man glanced at it, then took out one of the bags and sniffed it.
"Ganoderma lucidum, 20 years old. The other one is … Mufei grass, no, what is it?" The King of Medicine raised a finger and sniffed it. Then, he put it into his mouth.
"Yes." He nodded.
Then, he took out a second small bag and took out some medicine from it. He sniffed it and put it into his mouth.
"Red quartz, yellow pill powder, licorice, fritillary, dragon bone …"
If Wang Yao was here again, he would have been shocked. This was because this old man was able to tell all the ingredients of this herb apart from the "spirit grass" just by tasting it. Not to mention anything else, just this ability alone was enough to shock people.
"And, what is it?!"
The old man became more and more confused and curious.
He couldn't wait to take out the third bag of small samples.
"Licorice, angelica, ginseng … There is one more medicine. Its effect is cold and cool. It just neutralizes the hot and tonic medicine."
Han Zhigao didn't dare to breathe loudly.
The other middle-aged man was secretly amazed.
"Master hasn't been like this for a long time."
He had followed his master for seven years. He knew his master's temperament very well. The master in front of him was very focused. Obviously, the medicine brought by the middle-aged man attracted his master. There were not many medicines in the world that could make his master so focused.
After tasting the three medicines, the old man closed his eyes for a long time.
"Good, very good!" he said.
"Where did this medicine come from?" He stared at Han Zhigao, who was not far away. Han Zhigao felt a sense of oppression. It was as if he was stared at by a leopard in the jungle.
"I … I got it by accident." Han Zhigao, who was usually eloquent, stuttered at the moment.
"This is a miracle medicine," the King of Medicine said. "Tell me, what do you want?"
Han Zhigao was stunned. He didn't react for a long time.
"Tell me, my master is asking you a question!"
"My … my brother is sick. I hope you can take a look at him," Han Zhigao hurriedly said.
"Where is he now? Bring him here," the King of Medicine said.
"My … my brother is very sick now. He can't get out of bed," Han Zhigao said.
"Are you lying to me?" the King of Medicine suddenly asked.
"Ah, no, no!" Han Zhigao was stunned. He didn't dare to lie to the King of Medicine.
"You didn't get the medicine by accident. You hired a doctor to treat your brother, right?" the King of Medicine asked.
"Your brother's illness is a symptom of heat toxicity. His body is deficient and extremely weak, right?" the King of Medicine asked.
"Yes, yes, yes!" Han Zhigao hurriedly nodded. He was extremely shocked.
What the King of Medicine said was exactly what Sang Guzi and Wang Yao had said after they had diagnosed Han Zhigao's brother. The King of Medicine didn't treat Han Zhigao, but he could diagnose Han Zhigao's illness based on the medicine. How could he not be surprised?
"Where is your brother?" the King of Medicine asked.
"Dali," Han Zhigao said.
"You stay here for a day. I'll go with you tomorrow," the King of Medicine said.
"OK, thank you, thank you," Han Zhigao said.
The King of Medicine waved his hand.
Han Zhigao hurriedly left.
"Master?"
"These three medicines are really strange," the King of Medicine said. "I can't identify all the herbs in each of them. This is the first time I've encountered such a situation. How many patients do you have today?"
"I've already said six," the King of Medicine said.
"OK, I'm in a good mood. Add six more," the King of Medicine said.
"Yes, Master," the King of Medicine said.
The King of Medicine left.
"Twelve people came today according to the number," the King of Medicine said.
"He added six more," the King of Medicine said.
"The King of Medicine is in a good mood today," the King of Medicine said.
"That's great!"
Han Zhigao was sweating when he came out of the bamboo building.
"The Medicine King's oppressive aura is too strong. Phew, if that's really a miraculous medicine, then that young man named Wang Yao must have some skills, "he thought as he walked.
Well, no matter how good he is, he can't be compared with the King of Medicine.
He called his second brother first. Han Zhiyu was naturally very happy when he heard the news.
"What should we tell Big Brother?"
"Leave it to me," Han Zhiyu said after a moment of silence.
"You prepare there," Han Zhiyu said. "I'll send someone over. Make sure the King of Medicine is satisfied."
"Don't worry," Wang Yao said.
In Dali, Han Zhiyu arranged for a person to drive two cars to find his third brother. He thought carefully for a while and went to find his eldest brother.
For a long time, the four of them had been very united, and they were also very respectful to their big brother. When they encountered some disputes, Han Xing basically said that they should let it go. He was also fair and just, and the other three of them were also convinced. This time, the unmarried fourth brother suddenly got this strange disease, and had been living in their big brother's house. He took good care of him and was very attentive.
Han Xing was at home.
"Big Brother."
"What's the matter?"
"Well, yes." Han Zhiyu didn't know what to say. After all, it was not a very good thing for the two brothers.
"If you have something to say, just say it. We are brothers. Don't hesitate," Han Xing said with a smile.
"OK, I'll say it."
"Well, I took some medicine from here. I want to ask the King of Medicine to come," Han Zhiyu said.
"I know," Han Xing said.
"You know?"
"The medicine is with me. I know whether it has been touched or not," Han Xing said.
They had been brothers for decades. They knew each other's temperament. He also knew that his second brother and third brother were doing it for the good of his fourth brother.
"Well, Third brother just said that the King of Medicine has agreed to come to see Fourth brother. He will leave tomorrow."
"Really?" Han Xing hurriedly asked.
"Yes."
"OK, that's good!"
He was most worried that both sides had failed. Since the King of Medicine had agreed to come, it was the best result. As for Wang Yao and Sang Guzi, he would think of a way. He would take it one step at a time.
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